I drove past my ex a while ago, it hurt to see him trying to get my attention as he waved frantically, but I ignored him, he ditched me... then I went home and scrawled rather than bawled...


Gone With the Wind!


Alas my dear friend we have drifted apart,
Our love wafted away like a forgotten fart.
Perchance you see me with my nose in the air,
I must have caught a whiff and remembered you there....
To compare our love to the breeze gives it way too much class,
If only you'd spoken from your heart and not from your arse....!!

:-P




Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-01-17 at 08:24

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Elle
pfffffft, this sounds good therapy - you have to get mad before you move on!

Elle x
2009-01-17



made me laugh and laugh, this was good fun. I tell you they can just stink to high hoe.
2009-01-17